I was born and raised in California in a nice yet not so perfect neighborhood; every now and then it would get some action, such as high speed chase or a drug bust. I had the privilege of growing up the oldest of seven, with three brothers and three sisters in our five bedroom home. Certain things were not too bad even though I hated the idea of babysitting and sharing a room till the age of sixteen, and that was primarily because I would go to school then work right after and spent most nights in the living room finishing homework or studying and end up falling asleep there. My mother was not a single mother, but her and my father have been together and never been married, I asked them once and the reason was that they could earn and receive